DROW | ATEEZ

Kidnapped

As the months slowly slipped away and the snow faded away, bringing the light green grass and beautiful flowers back to life. The spring had finally arrived once again. Y/n had been watching how her stomach grew bigger and bigger, feeling the small life inside her showing small movements as she ran her hand over her stomach.
Both Sylvar and Lolas were excited for the day where the little one will come out to greet them.

Y/n stood by the kitchen, eating some fresh berries that Sylvar had picked for her. She enjoyed the sweet and sour taste of all the different kinds of berries with all different flavors and juices.
As she stood in her own world, enjoying the berries, she suddenly felt a pair of hands upon her stomach. She looked back over her shoulder to see Sylvar standing there. She hummed as she spoke, "good morning, Sylvar." He kissed her neck and repeated the same words, "good morning, my love." He sniffed her scent while he let his hands roam around on her round stomach.

He suddenly pulled away and lets out a low sigh, sounding depressed and melancholic, "do you believe that I would be able to succeed as an father of the little one? I mean, I'm already father, but I still feel insecure with myself whenever I'm with Lolas, I feel so.. unsure of myself. I'm afraid that I won't be able to be an good father for this child as well as for Lolas." He lets go of her and took a step back.
Y/n sighed as she knew that he were mostly frightened that he would end up being like his own father, unable to take care of his child and just leave all responsibilities behind. Y/n cupped both his cheeks and made him look back up at her and spoke, "look, I know that you are thinking of your father, but no matter how much you reminds of him, you aren't him." A faint smile crept upon his lips as she spoke.

"I know, but after what happened with Taran, I'm just - I just can't stop blaming myself for what happened. I were the one to force the boys out to play and cool down a bit, I never thought that that would be the last time for me to see my son alive." He took another deep breath as he remembers the sight of Taran, laying in the fresh, snow with an arrow shot right through his chest and with his body soaked in his own blood.

Y/n too remembers that day, but she didn't wanted to blame Sylvar for anything there happened as he never meant it bad and never expected this incident to happen.
"Don't blame yourself on this, Sylvar.." she cupped his cheeks as she leaned closer to gently brush her lips over his.
They both got lost in each other's embrace and melted into the sweet and passionate kiss of love. Y/n let her hand sneak behind his neck and curled up in his soft, long, black hair.

Sylvar pulled her closer until there were no space left between them and insert his tongue inside her mouth. Their tongues were dancing around each other, making them both feel hot and passionate. Unable to breath, Y/n pulled away and a thin string of saliva hung from both their lips as they parted.
She looked into his eyes there had turned dark red and filled with lust and desire. She knew by now what he were looking for and what his intentions were.
"Sylvar, you needs to calm yourself down.." she looked down at the huge bulge in his pants there grew bigger and harder.
"Only you are able to calm me down." He let the black dust there slightly escaped from his fingertips, circulate around Y/n's body and dragged her back over towards him, until he held her in his arms once again.
"You ain't playing fair.." she mumbled while she pouted at him. He lets out a low chuckle as he rested his forehead against hers, "you don't play fair either, so why should I when I can get my revenge now, hm?" A smirk appeared upon his lips as he gently placed his lips upon hers once again.

An dark silhouette there appeared in front of the forest, had caught Sylvar's attention as he stood in front of the window with Y/n leaning up against him, unable to notice the danger there were getting closer.
Sylvar's eyes lightened up, a bright red glint brushed over his eyes as he saw the person slowly stepping forward. It was one of the Wooden Elves there stood with his bow held high and another sharp arrow pointed right at them.
Without any hesitation, Sylvar wrapped his strong, muscular arms around her small waist and swung her around, switching positions.

The arrow flew through the air in an incredible fast speed. The glass in the window shattered into a hundred tiny pieces on the floor. A low groan of pain escaped Sylvar's mouth as he got hit in his chest by the arrow.
Y/n stood shocked as she saw the arrow drilled through his skin, "Sylvar!" She yelled as he fell on his knees, while he holds onto the arrow in his chest.
The sound of footsteps coming running down from upstairs, had made Y/n look back to see Lolas standing on the stairs and looked shocked down at his mother and father.
"Lolas, go back upstairs and hide! Don't come down until we tells you to.." Y/n yelled with tears in her eyes as she pointed back upstairs. Lolas silently nods before he headed back up and slammed the door to his room close. Y/n felt relieved and relaxed by knowing that her son is safe for now.

Sylvar looked up at her with heavy eyes and spoke, "you.. you need to hide.. now!" He yelled out loud as he grabbed onto her wrist. She silently shooked her head before she spoke, "I'm not leaving you, Sylvar!" At the same moment, another arrow flew through the broken window and were thrown across the room to hit the wall behind them.
Many voices could be heard outside, getting closer along with footsteps running over the thick, heavy snow.

Sylvar broke the thick stick there were connected to the sharp blade on the arrow and threw the pieces away, forcing himself up from the floor and stepped in front of Y/n as the door soon got kicked open, revealing many of the young and old Wooden Elves there all were leaded by Falian.
Sylvar gritted his teeths the moment he got eye contact with Falian, who stood in the front of the rebellion. A smirk appeared upon his dry, wrinkled lips as he looked at Sylvar, who were fighting to stay strong and protect Y/n.
"How impressive, I never thought I would be able to see this young, beautiful girl again, yet here she is, being protected by an cold blooded Drow.." Sylvar clenched his jaw as he just continued to look at him.

"What do you want?" Sylvar spoke in an low, raspy voice as he never broke eye contact with Falian. The elf just smirked and spoke, "I've heard from one of the guards that a little child had once entered the forest, and he too told me that after he shot the kid down, he spotted you together with another child.. so I'll assume that it were your outcome that had got shot by one of my guards."
Sylvar growled lowly at him speaking about that day in the forest.
"All I want is to get rid of all the evil, even if it means that I have to kill for it.." his smirk widened as he looked at Sylvar, there were the target for a hundred arrows there were pointed at him.
"No! Don't hurt him!" Y/n stepped out from her hideout behind Sylvar. Falian and the rest of the elves together with Sylvar all stood in shock and became speechless as she stepped forward and holds out both her arms in front of Sylvar in case to protect him.
Falian lowly laughed at her braveness and spoke, "my dear, you have no idea what kind of dark powers you are up against.. that Drow behind you have killed many more innocent people and taken away many lives, he is as evil as the darkness and cold as ice, I suggest that you come with us, we will bring you back to safety and help you get back to your home,"
Y/n shook her head and spoke, "I do not wish to leave Sylvar!" She snapped back at him.
Falian narrowed his gaze as he looked at her and then back at his fellow elves there all stood ready to fire the arrows. He
slightly tilted his head, signaling for the elves in the front to run over and take Y/n, while the others in the back stood with their arrows ready.

"Let her go you bastard!" Sylvar protested as he saw how the elves grabbed her.
Falian lets out a chuckle before he spoke, "I do not want to lose anymore lives to an dark soul like you.." one of the guards there were dressed in the finest armor, went over and with his hand curled up into an fist, he punched Sylvar, so he fell back down on the floor with a loud thud.

Through his blurry vision, he saw how Y/n were struggling in their grip while she screamed his name as they dragged her out of the hut.
Faint voices there spoke were the last thing he were able to hear before he passed out..

"Find the kid."